Insurrection

Tapped out with Insurrection
I took another look at my own imperfections
Seldom is it enough
The sanctity of love

There trying to influence us in every other way
Distinguish by deliverance
To hard to compromise
I have seen the light that leaves your eyes

Suspect to in conclusion
It all seems the same to me
I felt the fabled winds blow
Girl you looked beat and cold

Money for Insurrection
That is how the story goes
My preservation, my expectations
It all seems to be the same thing to me

Solemn is the passage of the years
Mysterious lies of faint discretion
Watch as the light leaves your eyes
It's a second sign for these a dust cloud on the rise

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